It was around ten at night and the bank gave Song Wei a private service.
Actually, she could have taken Lu Chengchen's bank card to the hospital and used it to pay for the bills. That would have saved her a lot of trouble, but she did not do that.
She had no right to swipe Lu Chengchen's card.
Borrowing his money through Gao Ci and her swiping his card with no worries at the hospital were two completely different things.
She's the one that's not loved.
However, Song Wei liked it this way too. If she used his card directly, how could she keep the extra 300,000 yuan?
After collecting the money and arriving at the hospital, Gao Ci received a call from Lu Chengchen. He said that the banquet had ended and asked Gao Ci to pick him and Jiang Manxue up.
Gao Ci bade Song Wei farewell.
Song Wei was expressionless as she calmly handed Lu Chengchen's card to him. "Thank you for sending me here, Secretary Gao. Please tell Lu Chengchen that I will return this money to him as soon as possible."
When Wang Yu, who had rushed over from the hospital, heard this, her little face immediately scrunched up.
What on earth? There's a need to return money used between husband and wife?
Wang Yu's impression of Lu Chengchen became even worse. However, no matter how much she thought about it, she was just a small assistant and she did not dare say anything.
The man took the card from Song Wei and nodded to indicate that he would relay her message to Lu Chengchen. Then, he got into the car and left.
After he left, Song Wei immediately brought Wang Yu to the hospital to pay her grandfather's medical fees.
Wang Yu said, "Chairman has been in a bad state recently. The doctor said that the patient is in a very bad mood. Chairman Song, why don't you take some time every day to visit Chairman?"
Song Wei had been too busy recently.
With both internal and external troubles, she was busy in the company every day. On the outside, she had to stabilize her clients while on the inside, she had to fight with Jiang Yichang. She had no free time at all.
After handing the medical bills to Wang Yu, she headed straight to her Grandfather's ward.
She was surprised that her grandfather was still awake.
The pure white room was mixed with cold blue colors from time to time, and the monitors beeped rhythmically. The smell of disinfectant was particularly pungent, making one unable to help but frown.
Song Qinglin was leaning against the headboard with the remote control in his hand. He was watching the financial channel on the television opposite him.
"Xiao Wei is here?" Song Qinglin was both happy and surprised to see Song Wei. He smiled kindly and said, "Why are you here today? How have you been?"
Song Wei looked at the smile on his face and suppressed the bitterness in her throat. She smiled. "I'm Okay."
She entered the ward.
Song Qinglin looked at her with a smile. It was obvious that he was in a good mood. He patted the side of the bed for her to sit on and said, "There are a lot of things to do in the company. I've also heard some things."
Song Wei was surprised.
She had been deliberately hiding the matters in the company from him, afraid that he would be too angry and affect his condition.
"Xiaowei, Grandpa believes in you. These are all small hardships. You can endure them." Song Qinglin looked at Song Wei with admiration.
He only had one daughter his whole life, which was Song Wei's mother. Song Wei's mother only gave birth to Song Wei. After Song Wei's mother left, Song Wei was the only descendant he thought highly of.
Song Wei felt immense pressure.
Song Qinglin probably didn't know the true internal situation of the Song family. She was a woman between a rock and a hard place. How could it be so easy to support the Song family now?
Perhaps it was because the perplexity in Song Wei's expression was too obvious, Song Qinglin's expression also became more serious.
Very quickly, he comforted her. "It's okay. You don't have to give yourself pressure. Even if you can't hold on anymore, don't you still have Lu Chengchen to back you up?"